"Jiang...Hanxi...no, no, it's a dog...a dog woman...!"
Wang Feng wrapped his arm around Jiang Hanxi's waist, as if he were using her as a pillow, and muttered something to himself while his eyes were closed.
"You dog...you bitch...I only kissed you, and you still whipped my corpse..."
Wang Feng was talking in his sleep while holding Jiang Hanxi. At this moment, images were flashing through his mind, with many fragments intertwined.
Some were killed by Jiang Hanxi, some had their corpses whipped by Jiang Hanxi, and some even lived with Jiang Hanxi.
But the memories of one lifetime were no match for the memories of being killed by Jiang Hanxi eight lifetimes; the good scenes were overwritten in an instant.
"Whip...the corpse?"
Jiang Hanxi had no recollection of whipping his corpse.
Back then, Wang Feng was just an unknown nobody, and he was incredibly shameless.
She usually stabs men who harass her repeatedly to death with a single stroke of her sword.
Sometimes when Wang Feng came to steal her personal clothes, in her rage she would at most break his arms and legs.
Wait, wait a minute!
Jiang Hanxi seemed to remember that she had whipped the corpse of someone, and that was that lecherous emperor!
Wang Feng's spiritual power is exactly the same as that of the lecherous emperor, and considering what he just said...
Thinking of this, Jiang Hanxi felt a tightness and unease in her heart.
No! Impossible, how could it be...
She personally refined that lecherous emperor's soul completely, leaving him with absolutely no chance of escaping.
There is absolutely no chance of escape, not even the slightest possibility!
"Hanxi... you smell so good~..."
At this moment, Wang Feng mumbled something drunk, took a step and brought his face closer to Jiang Hanxi's cheek, then opened his mouth and bit her.
Squeak squeak squeak~
Jiang Hanxi felt soft, warm lips sucking on her cheek. She shook her beautiful face, refusing to let Wang Feng suck on her.
"Mmm~! Don't move, let me take a couple of breaths..."
Wang Feng grunted in dissatisfaction, seemingly recalling some scene, and pressed himself closer to Jiang Hanxi.
Jiang Hanxi raised her palm and pressed it against Wang Feng's lips, letting him suck as hard as he wanted.
But Wang Feng seemed to realize that the taste was not right, and he bit into Jiang Hanxi's slender fingers.
Jiang Hanxi quickly withdrew her hand, and Wang Feng, without realizing it, closed his upper and lower teeth against the tip of his tongue.
Feeling the pain, Wang Feng, still drunk, struggled to open his upper eyelids and leaned closer to the smooth, delicate face in front of him.
Clearly, he was still not fully sober and his actions were entirely subconscious.
Jiang Hanxi hurriedly reached out to block again, but as soon as she felt that the taste was wrong, Wang Feng opened his teeth and bit down.
"Mmm~!!"
After a few times, Wang Feng couldn't take it anymore and let out a heavy "hmm".
He then pulled Jiang Hanxi into his arms with all his might, pressing himself against her as if he wanted to merge with her.
"You've killed me so many times, what's wrong with me taking one puff...?"
Wang Feng's voice rang out weakly, filled with anger and drunkenness. In the outside world, he was sucking on Jiang Hanxi's cheek, but he didn't know that in his dream.
After a while, Wang Feng, for some reason, began to sob into his mouth near Jiang Hanxi's left ear.
She stopped sucking on her cheeks and began to bury her head in Jiang Hanxi's warm shoulder and start to cry.
Jiang Hanxi was at a loss because of Wang Feng's inexplicable behavior, sometimes going crazy, sometimes trying to suck her cheeks, and now starting to cry.
She had never seen Wang Feng cry in front of her before, and she didn't know how to comfort him.
After a moment of helplessness, I ended up doing nothing.
Wang Feng buried his face in her shoulder and cried. Now, the strands of hair on her shoulder are probably wet.
"Jiang Hanxi, why, why can't you die? I give up, I'm really convinced...!"
"Like a female ghost, she keeps haunting me. I had so many good times to enjoy, and you killed them all!"
"You bitch, I really want to beat you to death, beat you to death...!"
Wang Feng started muttering to himself, sometimes crying and sometimes laughing.
Jiang Hanxi, nestled in his arms, grew colder and colder as she listened, but in the end, it all turned into a helpless sigh.
After Wang Feng finished cursing, he suddenly became angry again and hugged the person in his arms tightly.
He clamped his legs together, locking them tightly, as if the person in his arms was Jiang Hanxi, and he wanted to lock her up!
No, the person in her arms is indeed Jiang Hanxi!
"Be good~, let go..."
Jiang Hanxi could only use the same method she had used when he was injured and unconscious before, raising her hand to gently wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes.
Wang Feng was indeed susceptible to this, and eventually he gradually gave up, but he still cursed that bitch without restraint.
The "dog woman" he was referring to was none other than Jiang Hanxi, who was in his arms.
The more Jiang Hanxi listened to Wang Feng's words, the darker her face became, as if several black lines had appeared on her forehead.
Wang Feng kept talking about how much he had suffered, how he had been entangled with her ever since he came to the world of cultivation.
Then she started talking about how he stole her personal clothing in her previous lives, and she laughed and cried at the same time.
She chattered on and on, saying that her underwear was quite pretty and smelled nice, and that she should have used it to make tea.
However, as if he were explaining himself, he quickly changed his tune, saying that he could never be that perverted.
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